No joke here. I've been dancing for over eight years. Love it, love it, love it. I'm used to high competition clubs with 100+ girls nightly. Always a top earner. I moved to a smaller club almost a year ago with little competition and the money has been like taking candy from a baby. I don't usually tell what I make, but to prove my point of a serious problem here... my goal each night is to average $100 per hour of my shift. More often than not I've met or exceed this in my current club. Tonight I worked a six hour shift and walked with $192. I know it's me and not the business. I'm usually funny, flirty, witty, sexy, selling, closing, banking... I'm like Super Stripper! Da! Da! Da!
My hustle is gone. Can't find it. I'm having a hard time even cracking a smile most of the time. I'm a smart ass biotch pretty much all night. All my girls are asking me whats wrong with me and I don't know. It's kind of like a 'getting up on the wrong side of the bed' day thats lasted three weeks. I don't have any abnormal stress in my personal life or in the club. I just can't seem to shake this funk. I've done the whole reset thing and pampered myself on my off days and added alittle more to my workout to boost my confidence. Not working. Not working. I've never been off my game this bad, this long.
Should I light a candle? Sacrifice a thong to the stripper goddesses?
Any suggestions? I'm desperate.



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